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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

July 4th. Our Independance Day!

Some are so quick to point out our faults. Below is a poem I picked up about expressing why some of us are proud to be Americans.

I watched the flag Pass by one day, It fluttered in the breeze.A young Marine Saluted it, And then he stood at ease...I looked at Him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud,With hair cuts quare... And eyes alert... He'd stand out in any crowd.I thought how many men...Like him Had fallen through the yearsHow many died on foreign Soil , How many mothers' tears?

How many pilots' planes Shot down? How many died at sea? How many foxholes were soldiers' Graves ? No, freedom isn't free .I heard the sound of Taps One night, When everything was still,I listened to the bugler Play, And felt a sudden chill.I wondered just how many times That Taps had meant 'Amen,'When a flag had draped a Coffin. Of a brother or a friend.A graveyard at the bottom of the sea ...width and of unmarked graves in Arlington . No, freedom isn't free. Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops. On this Independenct Day 2009... Pray a Prayer for our Country and all our people especialy our servicemen.

Of all the gifts you could give A US Soldier, prayer is the very best.